Harry’s POV
I fucked up. I should’ve just apologized but instead I was a smart ass. I was just trying to make a joke, but that’s not how she took it. Now she’s sitting here in front of me bawling her eyes out. I decide the best thing to do is just sit here with her. I’ll be here when she’s ready to talk. I mimic her position and bring my knees up and place my head in my hands. I don’t realize I’m crying until I lift my head up and see my hands coated with tears. I wipe my face with my sleeve and see Ana staring at me.
“I woke up and I was chained to the wall,” She says. I’m confused but I don’t say anything. I just keep looking at her. “I could see I was in a basement. My thoughts were really foggy. I saw Kyle sitting on a bed. He had been so sweet on the street; I hadn’t thought twice about getting into a car with him. He walked over to me and unlocked the chains. I tried to run but he flung me back against the wall. He said: ‘Tsk tsk sweetheart. No running now.’ He made me drink half a bottle of wine for his own amusement. He took off my clothes and tied me to the bed-“
“Ana you don’t have to tell me,” I interrupt her. I know what’s coming and I don’t need her to say it.
“But I need to tell someone.” She looks at me earnestly and I understand. Sometimes the secrets eat you up until you just tell someone. I nod at her to continue and she takes a shaky breath.
“He raped me. All the time saying things like ‘That’s it Sweetheart.’ Then he flipped me over. The ropes dug into my skin. It burned but that didn’t stop him. He liked it when I was in pain. He raped me again and started beating my back. I cried out, but he didn’t like that. He grabbed the half empty wine bottle and slammed it against the wall right next to my face. He waved the shank in my face- taunting me. He wanted me to plead and I did. I begged him to let me go. I told him I wouldn’t tell anyone, but his answer was stabbing me in my shoulder.” She turns and points to a scar that I can only see part of because it’s still under her shirt. I carefully put my hand on her back and pull the shirt down a little. I gasp at how horrible it is. It’s healed, but you can tell it was bad.
I pull her up onto my lap and stroke her hair while we both cry quietly. Nobody was going to hurt her again, I swore to myself. After a few moments, I see Niall coming from where the fight happened. I regret everything happened. It’s all my fault. He sits down where I was sitting a moment ago.
“Do you two need to get a room?” He jokes trying to lighten the mood. He knows whatever is going on is serious, but he hates it when people cry. Ana laughs and looks up.
“I’m really sorry for hurting you,” Ana apologizes. “I thought you were this idiot.”She jerks her thumb towards my face. Niall and I both smile.
“If I was a super ninja I would do that to him all the time,” Niall reassures her.
“I’m right here you guys!” I object. They just snicker. I mock being upset and press my hand to my chest and stand up. “I’m extremely offended!” I announce.
“We can tell by your tears you sissy,” Niall stand up in front of me. Ana joins the band wagon and we’re all standing in a circle. I push Niall’s shoulder playfully.
“I think we’ve had enough fighting for today,” Ana separates us with her hands. Niall pushes her arm away so Ana proceeds to drop him using several very awesome moves that I can only describe as ninja-like. I stick my tongue out at Niall as he lays astonished on the floor. Ana looks over at me menacingly and I back up with my hands in front of me. She throws her head back and laughs. I catch a glimpse of the girl rolling around with Louis, tickling him.
“That’s more like it,” I say as I step forward and give her a hug. She tenses up, but hugs me back.
“You know I still have no idea who the hell you are,” Niall says.
“I’m Ana. Ana Burnes.” Niall’s eyes widen, but he doesn’t say anything.
“Don’t tell anybody,” I warn him. He just nods with a sloppy grin on his face. I feel like slapping it off him like I would any other day, but Ana said no more fighting. Niall turns and walks down the hall and whistles a tune being as suspicious as possible. I feel Ana’s gaze on me. I turn to look at her, but I’m met by her lips. She throws her arms around my neck and presses her lips against mine. I kiss her back earnestly. I push her back against the wall and put my hands on her hips. I slide my tongue over her bottom lip, asking for permission. She opens her mouth and moans into the kiss. Our tongues dance around each other for a few minutes.
“Ahem.” Someone fake coughs from next to us. Ana pulls back with a smile on her face and looks at Louis and Niall who are both standing next to us awkwardly. I have to catch my breath from the intensity of the kiss, but Ana seems unaffected. We stand there like idiots looking at two of my best mates. “You want a room? Seriously this time?”